for on dont try to tell me you love me after three weeks of talking, for two if you are going to do that stay away from the song lyrics to a very good country song that you happened to ruin by using it, and for three erase my number im fuckin your sister now
so im kinda of nervous about the whole bust inside event last night
you didnt remember my name all night. you kept referring to me as "the blonde with the fat ass"
Bars not open yet, I feel like a desperate alcoholic wandering around outside.
You tried to luge a beer down a flip flop.
How do I tell my Dad that in the picture he has of me and my brother as the background of his phone we were both rolling face on ecstasy?
just go where the car takes you. fingers crossed its here with breakfast.
You need to braveheart it on Monday. Blue face paint and a loin cloth screaming freedom in your front yard.
There's a cop, a pizza guy and a half naked girl outside along with a dog that I don't know. It feels like I walked into a Judd Apatow movie.
Starting St Patrick's Weekend, non stop flights on Pacific Whorelines to the scenic HotMessXpress. Get the cougars ready, it's gonna get weird.
no he just sat there holding the hammer and grinning insanely
Damn Instagram explore page. I am six months in to some girl I don't even know.
I'm keeping both. The way I see it, boyfriends come and go, but a good dick is forever.
Quit bitching. I brought you a muffin.
You can have my vag. Its useless without you.
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